A Hennepin County police officer made it into "Retarded Ravers of America!" We're so, um, hip, or something. (Choose "Hennepin Co. Challenge" from the "deluxe helmet tards" dropdown menu.)

It's a Beautiful Day! The sun is shining, the weather has cooled down over the past couple of days and I'm feeling pretty friggin wonderful. It was nice to sleep pretty much until I couldn't sleep anymore and lay in bed until I actually felt like getting up. Today will be a day of friend and music and good things. Hello, world. :o)

I have this idea in my mind of such an ideal, such big goals for myself, that I'm not reaching. So many days where I wish I could just be somebody else. But if that were to happen I'd want to take so many of the people in my life with me. It would be a complicated process.

Humorous, but a little too true. :P

This girl gives such a beautiful and deliciously visual description of a visit to White Sands National Monument. Sometimes it truly does feel like, "we are nothing," in comparison to the vastness of what is around us. I feel that way when I drive down the freeway and think about all the other lives going on around me, going their directions, taking their routes... on the same roads that I am, but so differently.

It was another schorcher. The heat index got up to 107 this afternoon and the temp was 97 or so. I don't like walking around in air the same temperature as my body. :P I'm looking forward more and more to fall and it's 50-60 degree days. I find myself daydreaming of the cool air, sun in the sky, and riding bike down the street crunching through leaves. Most of my favorite memories as a kid were during autumn.

I went to the Metris Arts Fair in Uptown today and came across a display of this man's glass work. It's is absolutely stunning.

There were several booths of glass framed art, similar to stained glass windows in fashion, but smooth in texture. I was also intrigued by some of the jewelry pieces there. I wish I had grabbed more business cards. I also am anxious to have more money in my pocket to support these artists.

Every horoscope I've delved into today for myself has said something about watching my budget and my spending. I know I'm going to be counting my pennies this week as I change over to a new payday and don't have a check for next weekend, but being reminded of it is not fun.

I'm starting to feel like such a failure. I am losing at the things I care the most about. I give an issue everything I've got and try until I can't try anymore. It doesn't work. I chill out about stuff and don't worry about it and just go on with things and that doesn't work either. I try everything in between. I don't try. I don't know where to go now.

Sleeping in until almost 1pm today was more than fabulous. I woke up a few times during the night/morning an was worried that I wouldn't be able to get back to sleep, but I crashed really hard for the last few hours, then woke up and hurridly got ready for Eric and Angela's wedding. We walked in right before they started. Nothing like being fashionably late. :P

The wedding was short, and we made our way over to the American Legion for the reception. Sitting through all of it was a little weird. It's been a while since I've been to a wedding, probably since Jennifer's back in 1997, and the traditions were starting to get to me. I still had fun, after most of the #batcave crew got there and I started to loosen up a little. They're good people.

It's hot out again (still). Looking forward to fall. Not only do I have more clothes for the cooler days, it will be much more comfortable to even just sit than it is right now.

"One of these things just doesn't belong here. Hey, look at that girl..."
~ Esthero, "That Girl"

The weekend is here again and I am tired by midnight still. I'm starting to feel old. Or maybe I'm just a 9 to 5'er now. I want to scrounge up some energy to go play. At the same time I want to plop my head down on the feather pillows and engrose myself in a book until I conk out. :P

Sounds like I'm gonna be missing Hybrid in a couple of weeks to head up north to Ely and Matt's grandma's cabin for the weekend. I'm a little sad to be missing that show, but it's been almost a year since we last went up there and I'm anxious to enjoy the serenity again, even if just for a couple of days. Last year at this time I was unemployed, or in the process of becoming so. I had not a care in the world (other than finances, as always) and we took off fairly randomly to head up there. I think we stayed for quite an extended period of time too. I wish I could always live life with such abandon. Now I have to request time off work and make sure it won't interfere with anything there or elsewhere. Unemployment definitely has it's pros. But so does employment. :o)

Tomorrow I'm going to a wedding of a guy that I knew a couple of years ago when I was revolving in a slightly different circle. He is one of that last people I ever imagined getting married, and here he is one of the very first amongst those I know. It is so odd to see people around me, that are my age or even a couple of years younger, getting married and making a committment to someone. I go back and forth over whether or not I could do the same. At this point in my life, as of today, I know that I am not ready. Ask me again tomorrow, or how I felt a couple of days ago, and I might have said I'd do it at the drop of a hat. As much as my fantasies have dealt with marriage in the past, I hadn't ever given it serious thought on a personal level until just recently as more and more of my friends are getting into close relationships. Strange thoughts...

McRibs are back. I haven't had one of these things since Jr. High when the school started serving them to try to keep us all happy. Yum.

Hooray for boyfriends that know all the little tricks! Got my links fixed. What is it about that last little quotation mark that I always forget in the html? (so THAT's what "enter safe mode" is for. hehe)

Okay, so I'm getting some weirdass shit going on with my blog lately. Can't seem to edit out a couple of messed up entries. Wee, get to dig through the pages and pages of help forums on this thing. :P

Had Thai tonight.... *breathes fire* Yum. Uptown Minneapolis kicks so much ass restaurant wise. Pick a food genre and there's a 90% chance that there's a restaurant that serves it within four or five blocks.

There's something really messed up about ICQing and sending messages on IRC to someone that is in the same house as you. There's something ever more fucked up about it when they are less than ten feet from you and in the same room. :P What happened to real honest to goodness communication? ... verbal preferably.

I've been dealing with some crap at work for about a week and a half. Misunderstandings over hire dates and wages and such. I was told one thing by the temp agency over four months ago, and here I am being hired on by the company for much less than was promised. Or so they thought. I decided that I can no longer be a sucker and took some action. After way too many calls back and forth from the temp agency to the company and from me to the temp agency, we came to a very nice (on my end) compromise. I am fairly proud that I stuck it out and got what I wanted. It's also a huge weight off of my back. In two months I will have benefits, including the medical and dental insurance that I've been needing for a while. Now if they'd only cover car insurance. :P

It's scorching out... at 11:30 pm. We went into Bobby & Steve's, a huge kickass gas station, to get icees tonight and the counter guy announced that it was 90 degrees out... at 10:30. That's not right. Thankfully a shower cures a lot of evils. The last half of it was almost ice cold, quite purposefully. I washed away a lot from the last few stressful days.

"How bout me not blaming you for everything. How bout me enjoying the moment for once."
~ "Thank You," Alannis Morissette

Lucid Insanity

Wee. Boredom.

"You'd be surprised how different the view is on the way out than on the way in."

"This is the kind of day where any kind of definition you try to make is inherently false."
~ Ben (again... what a smart guy. :o)

In the past I have not been much of a fan of Tool's music. I don't really know why. But as I listen more closely to the lyrics, I am becoming more and more intrigued. It is truly poetry.

A year and a half ago seems like much longer sometimes. An evening of so much fun mixed into a time of so much pain in my life. Unfortunately the fun was mostly just an alcohol induced frenzy of meeting neat new people (Aaron and his crew) whom I have seen very little of since. Gatherings of IRC people seem to turn into drunken frenzies quite often. I'm not sure what to think of this. Either computer geeks really know how to have fun or are sadly pathetic. :o)

Going through one of those trip down memory lane things today... and wondering where everyone is and what they're up to. Time to get off my ass and get back in touch.

"Life is what happens while you're making other plans." ~ John Lennon via Ben

I have an idea of such an ideal in my mind. I daydream of it all too often. I don't know if where I am at is all I can hope to achieve or if there really is a chance for me to reach some of these things I wish for. I am a simple person deep down, but somewhere between my head and daily life things turn complicated. I wish for simplicity. I strive for it. I know that I am trying too hard. In other areas of my life as well. And it all turns to muck.

Borrowing yet another Dori.... She always finds the best stuff (maybe why I'm at her blog almost daily). "Where's the PLUR?!"

Area One was today. I've been looking forward to this day for a couple of months now. I was kind of let down, but overall it was fun. Unfortunately I missed the majority of the artists that I had wanted to see (Carl Cox, Nelly Furtado, Incubus, Rinocerose, etc), but it was very cool to finally get to see Moby and Paul Oakenfold perform live. We also managed to walk in right in the middle of The Orb's set, which pretty much made the ticket price worthwhile in itself. For some reason they're just one of those groups I never thought I'd have the opportunity to see live. Very cool...

One of the flyers floating around announced Crystal Method, Uber Zone, and HYBRID in August. I'm shaking in my boots, I'm so excited! I bought the newest Hybrid cd a few weeks ago and said something about how cool it would be if they happened to tour through here soon. I had no idea it was actually a likely event! Weeee! :o) Not to miss. Not to miss. For anything. Maybe if I am dying or something. Even then I think it would be my last wish. Mmmm.

This is what's wrong with the whole census thing.

I trudged my way into the basement of Matt's house tonight to wash some clothes that were getting pretty nasty after a really hot and humid week. I do not like that basement. We joked when they first moved in here that it's worse than the "Blair Witch Project" basement. Unfortunately, we weren't really joking. Roach traps (not empty), a live roach here and there (ugh), and to top it off, tonight I noticed a flattened mouse that looks like it has been trampled on a few times by unknowing tenants. I don't need reminding anymore to never go down there without shoes on. Gross.

But despite the disgusting moments every time I went downstairs, it was a good day and evening. I was on time for work for the first time in at least a month. Not that I care all that much... it was just a precursor to what my day would be like. I got a lot done at work and got the worst crap of the week out of the way (anyone feel like blowing up FedEx with me? :P). Went to McD's after work with Ben and the boy, came back to their place and watched Pulp Fiction. I've seen that movie countless times, but I think this is probably the first time I've ever actually gotten much out of it other than a couple of hours of entertainment. I have previously had a hard time following the crazy dialogues, which tonight, made all too much sense.

I am numb.

teehee :o)

Went down to the Quest on Thursday night to see Adam Beyer spin. What a show! Jack Trash was on when we arrived and though I'm pretty sure I've seen him spin before, I was pretty impressed with this time. Supposedly he was goofing up a lot, which is understandable considering he had been spinning for four hours, but my fairly untrained ear didn't notice a bit and I loved the house he was spinning. I was a little tired going into it and easily entranced by the booming bass that Mile High always brings to a show, but about a third of the way into his set (which I'm guessing was about two hours long), he broke out some really hard boomin tribaly techno and I couldn't help but be enthralled. My feet started movin and I was goin nuts the rest of the night. I donno what it is about that stuff. Anything with jungly bongos or this strange beat that I don't know how to describe. It kind of bounces and echos off of itself. yum. There's a strange sound I keep hearing in lots of it that's either a really high pitched bongo or some sort of wood block or claves that I love to death as well.

The rest of the night was spent running around to a couple of different Walmarts to dig up a Gameboy Advanced, which I'm loving. I just need to get some of the games for it, which are way more expensive than I expected. For now it's the old versions of Tetris and Zelda. :P

I am so optimistic when I've had enough sleep.

"I love you all, thank's for letting me be stupid just long enough so that I be great forever."

I read this in an open letter from a mailing list I'm on and was awed. That is such a perfect representation of my emotions towards those around me lately. I've been running around in circles screwing up important aspects of my life and those that care about me have been nice enough to just let me make my mistakes and learn my lessons the hard way (which seems to be the only way with me most of the time).

I know there's something strange going on. Even looking past my weird imagination and worries, there is something that's just not quite right. I know this. And it hurts. I wish I could figure out how to confront it or at least how to deal with it without just shoving it aside. I do that with way too many problems... set the aside until I become somewhat numb to them or until they go away entirely. Then there are the petty every day problems that I confront head on and should just let be. My priorities are in the right place, really. Where do the wires get crossed?

I have an ideal in my head. Good, simple, loving, nurturing, and fun relationships. It's just reaching the ideal that gets complicated. I would like to say it's the people I've come to befriend in the past few years, or my location or various other odds and ends that are causing it, but I know that in the long run, it is actually me who is the problem. I am changing, but in odd ways. And I'm pretty sure that my changes just aren't the right ones to suit my new environment. Where to go from here.........

Someone needs to develop a method of allowing people to sleep less and accomplish more. I'd love to be able to work in the day and get done and play all night. Too much good stuff goes on at too many different times of the day. "Burning the candle at both ends," as Mom calls it. My candle is mmmelllltingggg. *yawn*

It's been an odd day. Woke up just about every hour on the hour last night from various activity going on around here or bad dreams or mosquitos buzzing in my ear or what have you. Had to go to work on about five hours of sleep and actually had a somewhat productive day... until I left 45 minutes early because I couldn't stand it anymore. :P Took a shower, crashed for a short while and it made the evening that much easier to face. It's weird how much lack of sleep affects me. Kind of scary. I end up biting people's heads off then just disappearing into my own little world for a while to avoid conflict. It's not pretty. Well, looking forward to Friday tomorrow then the weekend. :o)

http://pub50.ezboard.com/bchvliveson

Okay, so I'm getting lazy. I need to find that site that keeps track of your bookmarks when you're not at home. Here I am rotting at the House of Skark for the second week in a row and it's very difficult to keep track of cool sites that I find. Thus I post them here.

This looks snazzy and useful for da other tranceheads out there.

I don't understand the need for complexities and complications. I'm a simple person. I prefer simplicity in most aspects of my life and am getting frustrated with the arguments and the confusion and the messed up webs we weave in relationships with other people. I've lost faith in many people over this very issue in the past few years. It's hard enough to trust people most of the time, and then to find that they are really just slimebags like the rest of em is really disappointing. I'm not referring to anyone in particular, so if you think that, it's your problem. Just know that. Anyway....

I've been slacking. Blog wise, paper journal wise, life wise. It's been way too easy to sit on my ass this summer and do not a lot of anything other than work seven hours five days a week. But I've been having fun and learning more than I could ever have asked for. Life lessons have been coming at me from left and right the past couple of weeks and I'm feeling so much better about so many things in my little world. Hehe, it's obvious by the fact that I'm actually motivated to work on this silly site again. :P

"Not everybody understands house music. It's a spiritual thing, a body thing, a soul thing." ~ Eddie Amador - "House Music (Deep Dish Body and Soul mix)"

I'm on the outside looking in.

"Dream as if you'll live forever. Live as if you'll die today." ~ James Dean

Is it just me or have the forwarded emails been getting better lately?...

"Ho Ho Ho,
Hello out there all people of the world. This is Santa and I just wanted to let you know that Christmas may be a little late this year. See after checking all the boxes and tallying them up, I found some problems with the results.

"The first result showed:
428,534,120 Good
428,523,119 Bad

"The second result showed:
428,534,118 Good
428,523,121 Bad

"So you see, I can't, with good faith, go out and deliver presents while knowing I could have made a mistake. Maybe Little Johnny was good for once, then again, maybe not. So, I have enlisted the help of all my elves and the Mrs. To help do a recount. We hope to have this finished up by 5pm on the 24th of December, but there is a possibility that it might take longer. You see the tally cards were not quite clear to me, although I made them myself, I forgot what they meant. You know, Good...and Bad??? And the check marks I used were not all the same, some went left, some right, some were just a mark. some went through both boxes, and some didn't even have much of a mark on them. I leave it up to them to decide what I meant.
"So if you wake up on Christmas morning, and there are no presents under your tree, at least you can tell the kids the story. Thank you for your patience and understanding in these times.

Santa"

evilone: "most of the people in this channel have trouble interacting with humans at a drive-thru, let alone a gf." (I love IRC.)

Brunching shuttlecocks' review of Dungeons and Dragons.

Seen scrawled in the back cover of a book at the library tonight: "Isn't it rich, isn't it queer, losing my timing this late in my career, Where are the clowns?"

"Sometimes we turn a corner in our lives and everything changes. A stranger is standing there -- in sun or shadow, it doesn't matter. He is there for us. He moves the pieces on the board when we're not looking, wipes tears from our eyes when we thought we were laughing and places them on our tongue so we'll recognize the taste, wince at the saltiness.

"It happens in the most carefully planned lives, the most protected. Lives that have put miles around them, that have been built far out in the wilderness under the naive assumption that no hunters will find them."

~ excerpt from the Prologue, "Bondage" by Patti Davis

I wish I could get past worrying so much about what everybody thinks. Especially the ones I love. Things could be so much easier, so much less painful. It's a pain that only exists inside of me. It's something I create and it is not necessary. I guess realizing this is the first step.

I love Cirque du Soleil. It fascinates me despite never having been to a live show and knowing very little about it. I remember first hearing about it when I was 12 or 13 in a kid's magazine and thinking it was really ecclectic and somewhat intimidating to my then-sheltered mind. Then I recently discovered Bravo and their random specials on this most incredible of circuses. This week they are not only airing "Dralion," Cirque's most recent American performance, which I unfortunately missed, but several more hour long specials on aspects of the shows. Woohoo! (I hope I have enough vcr tapes.)

Through all of our junior high social studies classes we watched a special CNN news show for schools and had to take notes. I, who saves everything, still have my ninth grade CNN notebook lying around. This week in 1992: the Gulf War; Operation Restore Hope in Somalia; Yugoslavia split into five republics resulting in more than one million refugees and widespread famine.

Fairly uneventful but fun weekend. I saw "Dungeons and Dragons" on Friday with a few good friends. Wired News' take on it is pretty accurate. It's definitely worth seeing, but probably not worth the money, unless your a real diehard DnD'er, until it gets to the cheap theatres (hooray for dollar theatres!). The plot was pretty good, though left some room for improvment with silly aspects here and there. The makeup department got rather overzealous, but the eyecandy was fantastic - good computer graphics, and beautiful sets.
The rest of the weekend was a flurry of eating out, random wandering at various shopping locales, and getting nowhere near enough sleep. But what's new?

In the cap of my Jones Soda bottle: "You will receive many favorable e-mails." What's the timeframe on these things anyway? Prove the Jones Soda gods right and send me some email. :o)

Saxton-H: "Toilet Paper, Juice, Nachos - the perfect mix"

ehlie: "darnit anyway. i wanna go back to 1974"
w00dz-H: "why?"
w00dz-H: "go to iowa"

Bowling and Uno's last June; These photos were taken by Aaron with his Lomo and I can't get over how fascinating that camera can make the simplest of dinner and bowling outings look. Of course, it helped that he was photographing a some of the goofiest people I know. (I'm the odd looking one in the pale yellow shirt.)

I've had a cat in my dreams two nights in a row. I don't like what "The Dreamer's Dictionary" says about it; "A generally unfortunate omen indicating treachery and deceit among those you trust."

I'm seeing this everywhere on the web today. It's worth a listen... "I believe that robots are our future. Teach them well and let them lead the way." Ha.

"This is what you get when you mess with us..." ~ Radiohead - Karma Police

I find weird stuff in my room sometimes. Two pieces of notepaper in a notepad. Gold writing in two different handwriting styles. I have no clue where they came from, but they're interesting. I don't claim responsibility for writing either, but I will admit that I have some nutty friends.

"A long, long, long, long time ago, before the wind, before the snow, lived a man, lived a man I know, lived a freak of nature named Sir Psycho. Sir Psycho sexy, that is me, sometimes I find I need to scream. Waahhhh!!"

"If there was a time, then it is now. Round and round we go, to all you people I'll tell you now. When is all and then all is said and done. I want to Rock and Roll and never shall I run. This is the close, the end and final word. When all is said and done, from my brain now you have heard."

I'm sans roommate tonight and it's really nice. I needed a dose of silent isolation to collect my thoughts. There have been too many coincidences and correlations between theatrical symbols and my real life lately. I'm starting to wonder if I'm an actual personality or something fabricated from a sheltered past and a somewhat immersed present. I know I let it all affect me too much. But yet, I'm still so confused. I'm craving something pure, something real - a certain level of openness and honesty and friendship. These recycled emotions and actions of mine are wearing me thin. Excuse the cryptic language, but it's something so general in my life, which relates to every piece of my being right now, that it can't be explained any less vaguely.

Flori-duh. I'm getting tired of all this election bs. Gore's team are whiners.

"I'm still learning things I oughtta know by now..." ~ Vertical Horizon - You're a God

"You can see forever look inside of your mind. Find a sense, another wonder, just release the fears you left behind. Feel your way through the darkness, guide your soul into the light. Swim into the open water, drift on the tides that you may find. Find your soul in the sunrise. Look around, you can see it in their eyes. Be as one together. Rise up as the emptiness subsides. You can see forever, rise up together. Search and you will find the answer if you look deep inside of your mind."
~ Cass & Slide - Perception (Vocal Mix)

In my fortune cookie today: "One small change today can create many big changes tomorrow."

Read the fine print.... Something's a little fishy. "For the first time ever, a series of coins has been released honoring each of the US Presidents on a genuine five-dollar coin... Each coin is officially authorized by the Government of Liberia." I thought it may have just been my messed up late night mind screwing with me when I heard that on tv last night, but this is undeniable. Undeniably weird.

"I'll give you the most delicious kisses on your face. You see, I need you to be addicted to me..." ~ DJ Crush/Esthero - Final Home

Now don't get me wrong. I think the "...For Dummies" series is wonderful. They've just taken it a little too far. If anyone actually found ICQ difficult enough to warrant purchasing this, I wouldn't recommend they bother trying.

There's a pile of phone numbers on post-it notes in front of me. People who have called for me. Mostly headhunters. Mostly calls that I probably won't return. On top of my monitor sits the forms to go take a drug test for a job that I really don't want. All I need is an excuse to put it off. These excuses seem to be coming easily. There are jobs I want, places I wouldn't mind working for, but I wait and wait and don't call them. So much I need to do. So many people I need to get back in touch with. Yet here I sit, lost in thought. One skill I definitely seem to have mastered: procrastination.

I can't help wondering if it's me or you.

orbital. belfast. yum.

lots of info being pushed at me. opinions and thoughts and my brain chews away at them trying to find the answers. i'm starting to wonder if there are answers to be found. anywhere. for anything. or is it all just one big sick joke. i thought i was going somewhere. i probably still am, just getting a slow start. eventually. (soon)

I am constantly amazed and appalled at the slowness of the system. Things that should theoretically be dealt with and gone in minutes linger for days, even weeks. I returned an overdue book, which was the reason for the hold on my class registration for spring semester, to the college library tonight. Thanks to several factors; the misunderstandings between myself and a library worker who can hardly speak or understand English, the who-knows-how-many computers and checks that book has to go through, I am not going to be able to register for classes until at least tomorrow, maybe Friday. Hmph. All I want is one friggin PE class and they won't let me register because of one overdue book? What is this world coming to? ;P

...knowing when to give a shit and when to let it go... *sigh*

What the fuck am I doing here?

ilovesnow, butnotwhensnowcausessnowemergencies, andsnowgetsinthewayofwhereiparkmycar, becauseitcouldgettowedifthesnowplowscomearoundtoplowthesnow, beforemycarisoutofthesnowystreet. yup.
(editor's note: blah. blogger doesn't like run-on words/sentences. ;P)

So what if the progression of inner peace and enlightenment sometimes need a little boost from unorthodox methods?! Isn't that what we're here to do? To stretch our beliefs and ideas. To stray, even if ever so slightly, from what the world expects of us to find out who we are as individuals. To find out how where we've been and what we've seen has affected us, what we've learned, what we want, and most of all, where we are headed. (And maybe have a little fun in the process? ;o)

As little as I actually care about money and finances, it's horrible being completely broke all of the time - scrounging for gas money just to go the few miles to visit my sweetheart, eating ramen and milk much more often than I'd like, basically just not being able to go run out and do something fun that costs a little money once in a while. And Christmas is coming. I am hoping to make most of the gifts I give this year, but even those supplies cost money. Bleh. I miss going to play pool at 1:00am when there's nothing else to do. I miss seeing movies on opening night rather than months later when they make it to the dollar theatre. I don't think it's greed. It's just longing for not having to worry all the time. Things are looking slightly up again. I have interviewed for one new job, and heard back from many more about my resume. I hope to have a new job within a week or two. I need to have a job within a week or two.

Finally, a redesign that I'm somewhat happy with for the time being! It's simple, colorful, and easy to maintain. I am going to be adding some of my writing including essays, music and movie reviews, and perhaps some of my crappy prose/poetry. Watch out!

The Rose Center for Earth and Space looks so incredible! New York has been bumped up a notch on my places-to-go-eventually list.

I worry too much.

hehe

so sheltered protected repressed so wasted - transformation accepting myself coming out of this rock hard shell .

Oooooh dear! (a must-see for anyone as sick of this election as I am...) ;P

What a nerve wracking night last night - keeping a close eye on the electoral votes until I couldn't stay awake any longer and going to sleep knowing that it all hinged on those last few states and could really go either way from there. I awoke to find it still down to the wire, but I think it's safe to say that we will have a second George Bush in position in two months. At this point, anything to get Clinton out of there.

"<[Duke]> yea.. I was so sick of gore and bush that I Ralphed. :)"

I did the same, but for different reasons. I followed my conscience. I refused to vote for the lesser of two evils and decided to vote for someone that I had faith in and respected. Whether he would win or not was beside the point.

So beautiful. This too.

Welp, I recently missed my rare opportunity to see this in Minneapolis, but someday. Yes, someday. It's like "Up With People," only better.

Gratuitous link to a great musician. ;o)

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas... okay, maybe just winter. Happy election day and first snow of the season!

Ego-centrism pisses me off.

So what is it with this Arbys commercial that three very different people at two different times in the last couple of days have stated strong dislike for? I have yet to hear it all the way through because someone goes off on a rant about it, but I can't imagine who they think they're marketing to if these very different people all hate it....

Please, please, please go vote tomorrow. If not, remember that you have given up the right to bitch about the state of the country. Found a handy dandy little poll finder script for those in Minnesota.

More from everyone's favorite writer/director, Kevin Smith. This column revolving around the making of the final installment of his "Jersey Trilogy." :(

"...but the city's not a part of it. You go there at your own risk." (Uh. What a great way to deal with the problem.)

Give me a break..."Maybe he deserves to be a casualty..." Whether Norman is referring to drugs or not, maybe she needs to look at how her kids were raised to interact with music, icons, and drugs, before placing the blame on free speech.